65

 Today is my 65th birthday. It is the first one without both of my parents. I started the day off listening to voicemails from them so I could just hear their voices. Soon my sister and I will leave for the cemetery to be with them. This is not a morbid act, it is an act of love and respect. I will be with the people that loved me more than life itself. I will be showing them that they are never gone and my special day is their special day. They are my roots. They are my wings. Whatever I am is because of the foundation they built for me.